He headed straight to Andy’s house. He knocked on the door and a big bulk of a man answered. He was surly but seemed to relax when he realized it was Zane, the town’s chief of police.

“Yes chief, how can I help ya?”

“I’m looking for Andy. Is he here?”

“Why? He done somethin’ wrong?” the man asked immediately suspicious.

“On the contrary,” Zane smiled. “He’s done something right.”

“Oh, well that’s good,” the man smiled. He opened the screen door and invited Zane in.

Zane politely declined, saying he was enjoying the beautiful day outside.

“Andy!” the man shouted.

Moments later a young boy about James’ age rounded...